then Li Sao

Xuantong twenty-nine years.

Since the beginning of spring, the rain in Yuezhou has not stopped.

The rainwater dripped down from the roof tiles in a continuous line, the bluestone slabs were washed smooth like a mirror by the running water, and a layer of dark green moss grew in the corners.

The gloomy weather in the past few days has made people's emotions depressed.

Zhou Tang turned off the lights, rubbed his swollen temples, and began to chase people away: "Every time you come over, you will toss me all night, so I can't have breakfast with my little master. Go, go, things That's it, don't bother me."

Fang Jin joked: "My lord, your attitude towards me has been getting worse and worse these past few years. After all, I am your master. If you cross the river and tear down the bridge like this, don't you worry that I will go back to Mocheng and join the Ming Lord?"

"Hmph, if you want to go, go, I promise I won't stop you." The young man's voice was low, his brows fluttered, with the confidence that he saw through him, "As long as you are willing to give up the foundation you have built through hard work, you are willing to let me promise you." I have given you a bright future, and my little master has great expectations for you."

Fang Jin tapped the handle of the fan lightly: "Tsk, you kid, who did you learn to be so cunning and cunning from?"

Zhou Tang raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"

"Brother Mu Quan must have taught it!"

"...Go out through the back door, don't let people notice that you, the bandit leader, entered my house, walk slowly and don't see me off."

Fang Jin sighed that he was Mr. Dong Guo, and disappeared at the back door of the palace.

The rain was a little lighter at the moment, he took a deep breath, and the cool moisture permeated his heart, looking at the gloomy sky above his head, Fang Jin suddenly laughed at himself.

Zhou Tang was right. From the time when the Nanshan bandits had just taken shape and now became the second largest bandit village in Yuezhou, comparable to the Red Scarf Village, he had paid too much and planned too much in the past three years. At this time, he should let go. It is really not willing.and……

"Does he have great expectations for me..." That person just shared a little bit of his expectations for the King of Yue with me.

However, just this little bit is enough to keep me.

After seeing Fang Jin off, Zhou Tang wanted to go out to find Luo Ping.

Just as he walked to the front yard, he saw a man with a familiar figure coming out of Luo Ping's room, apparently about to leave.Before Zhou Tang could remember who this person was, he saw his little wife hurried to that person's side and held an umbrella for him.

Zhou Tang was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly he didn't have the heart to think about who that person was, only the gentle smile on the corner of Luo Ping's mouth and his considerate care for that person remained in his eyes.

The man refused twice at first, but Luo Ping couldn't be persuaded, so he had to accept the oiled paper umbrella.Probably said something polite, Luo Ping smiled and waved his hands.

The two shared an umbrella, walking and chatting leisurely all the way, Zhou Tang followed behind like a thief in his own mansion.

At the door, seeing that the man was about to say goodbye, Zhou Tang urged in his heart, "Let's go quickly, don't dawdle", and then poked his head out from behind the screen wall.

This probe made him even more uncomfortable.

I saw that person leaned over and whispered something to Luo Ping, and after hearing a few words, Luo Ping burst out laughing, with a thin layer of red on his face.

When Zhou Tang could hardly restrain himself from rushing out, the man finally left.

He stared bitterly at the man leaving the mansion, and a servant appeared next to him and asked, "Eh? What are you looking at, my lord?"

The servant's shout alarmed Luo Ping, Zhou Tang sent the servant away, and was about to speak sullenly, but Luo Ping preempted him: "My lord, why didn't you bring an umbrella when you came out?"

Speaking of which, Luo Ping hurriedly pulled him to the porch to shelter from the rain, brushed his wet clothes with his palm, and frowned: "The tide is like this, go change clothes quickly, be careful not to catch a cold."

Zhou Tang's mood brightened in an instant, and he took Luo Ping's hand and walked towards the backyard, not caring about other people's eyes at all: "Young master, accompany me to change clothes."

"You just change it yourself."

"I do not know."

"..." Luo Ping wanted to shake off his hand, "My lord, how old are you, don't be childish."

"Why am I playing childish?" Zhou Tang resolutely refused to let go, "I won't change if you don't accompany me, little master."

Luo Ping was speechless: "...Look at how you scared the tiger."

Zhou Tang glanced and saw the cook's son standing beside him, biting his finger and looking at him.

The four-year-old Huzi tilted his head, and the dignified, majestic and brave prince in his mind was shattered into thousands of pieces.He giggled and said, "Brother Wang doesn't know how to wear clothes himself, what a shame!"

Zhou Tang: "Kids don't interrupt adults' affairs! Go play while you're at it!"

Huzi: "Oh, mother, mother, the prince's brother can't wear clothes, and the prince's brother can wet the bed just like the tiger... Uh!" Before he finished speaking, his mother picked him up, covered his mouth and ran away up.

Zhou Tang: "..."

Luo Ping: "...Pfft."

Back in the room, Zhou Tang took out his clothes and asked Luo Ping to change them for him.

After taking off his coat, Luo Ping touched his middle coat and found that it was also wet a lot, so he asked him to take off his middle coat again, and Zhou Tang followed suit.The inner coat was not very wet, so Luo Ping changed him into the inner coat and then put on the outer coat.

Comparing on his shoulders, Luo Ping sighed: "My lord is running so fast, he is even taller than me."

Zhou Tang watched him carefully tie the belt on himself, and his eyes fell on his left shoulder, which was probably not covered when he opened the umbrella just now. The few strands of hair over there were full of moisture, and the water slowly rolled down on the cloth. There are shallow water spots printed.

"Little master, it's because I've grown taller, so you don't call me Xiaotang anymore?" Although this situation has lasted for more than two months, Zhou Tang still has a bitter heart.

"My lord, it stands to reason that you shouldn't be called a child after you tie your hair. Now that you are almost an adult, don't be self-willed anymore." [Note: Hair tie: refers to 15 years old.Adult: refers to 20 years old, weak crown. 】

"I'm only eighteen!" Zhou Tang protested, "And I still call you 'Little Master'."

"You shouldn't call me 'Little Master' anymore."

"Didn't it be agreed at the beginning that you will always be my little wife?"

"At the beginning..."

"I don't care, you are my own little master, so I will call you little master."

"Hey, you can do whatever you want. It's just a title, why bother too much."

Zhou Tang paused, put his head on Luo Ping's left shoulder, and used his own body temperature to warm the dampness.

At the end of the nose is the smell of the little master, just like back then.

He sniffed heavily, and gently kissed Luo Ping's lips.

"I always feel that if I don't call you that, I will lose you."

His voice was very low, but because it was close to his ear, Luo Ping could hear him clearly.

Luo Ping would not refuse his kiss, just like what Zhou Tang said at that time, it was just a kiss, if he wanted it, just give it to him.

Only, not more.Because he is more afraid of losing than Zhou Tang.

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"Little master, that person was the master Zhang just now? What is he doing here?" Zhou Tang was still thinking about what happened just now.

"He came to look for you." Luo Ping sat down and poured two cups of hot tea, "I saw that you were discussing something with Brother Zhongli, so I stopped him."

"Why are you looking for me?" Zhou Tang took a sip from his teacup.

"I'll tell you a matchmaker."

"Pfft—" Zhou Tang spit out a mouthful of tea, "Say a matchmaker for me?"

"That's right, her younger sister, Zhang Yuling, is said to be a well-known beauty, and she can play the piano well..."

"Forget it, I'm not interested. It's been going on since I was 15. Are they annoying?"

"Anyway, you are the emperor's son, who doesn't want to be a relative of the emperor." Luo Ping said, "Furthermore, although Master Zhang is from our side, he has a heavy burden in Yang Zhizhou. , his father holds a heavy army guarding the city, if we get married with his family, it will be much more convenient for us."

Zhou Tang frowned, and his tone became colder: "Don't tell me this kind of thing anymore, it's annoying."

Luo Ping shut up.

After a while of silence, I heard that the rain outside was falling heavily again.

Zhou Tang took another sip of tea: "Little master, what did he say to you before leaving?" Smiling like that, blushing, there must be something tricky!

Luo Ping blinked: "Ah, you really want to know?"

"talk."

"He asked me..." Luo Ping held back a smile, his eyes were curved with ambiguity, and Zhou Tang was taken aback.

"Ask you what?" With a dry mouth, he took another sip of tea.

"He asked me, my lord, are you a young child? I heard that you have had a lot of affairs. He wanted to know if you... um... have had sex before."

"Pfft——" Zhou Tang, who was rarely thick-skinned, also blushed, "Ben, is this king... none of his business!"

"It's none of his business. It's his younger sister who is so stubborn that she will marry only if her husband is also a young child."

"What a mess!" Gudong Gudong drank a pot of tea, Zhou Tang glanced at Luo Ping and said, "I only like you, little master, so there is no such thing as an affair."

Luo Ping suddenly suppressed his smile, and just turned the teacup silently.

Zhou Tang heard the sound of his heart beating.

After a while, Luo Ping didn't mention this matter again.

It was pouring rain outside, and the sound of the clattering rain covered up many things.

Luo Ping sighed: "If the rain continues like this, it will indeed become a disaster..." Looking back, he asked about the business, "What did you discuss with Brother Zhongli? Is there any movement in the Red Scarf Village?" ?”

Zhou Tang breathed a sigh of relief, but also a little disappointed.The little master still wouldn't respond to him, he should have expected it earlier.

"It's not that they have any moves, it's that we are going to take the initiative to attack. The time is almost ripe. After three years of hard planning, we have dug out nearly half of their copycat control, and it is time to give them a fatal blow."

"But if we confront each other head-on, we'll still have a hard time, and we'll lose a lot."

"That's something that can't be helped. To deal with bandits, we can only rely on deterrence. It's useless to reason with them."

Luo Ping still has some concerns: "Shen Xiao, the owner of the Red Scarf Village, is not a man to be trifled with. We have dealt with him in the past few years, and we have suffered a lot. The bandits he personally brought are said to be very tough, but We haven't been able to figure out the depth of that bandit yet. You are right, dealing with bandits can only be deterrent, so we will increase the power of deterrence."

"What do you mean, little master?"

"Borrow troops, borrow the soldiers guarding the city." Luo Ping said, "My lord, your guards are too weak after all. If you can borrow the mobilizable military power from Yang Zhizhou's hands, you can join forces with the Nanshan bandits and conquer the Red Scarf Village." Not a problem."

"Yang Qiyun?" Zhou Tang snorted coldly, "If he is willing to lend me troops, then the sun is really coming out from the west."

Luo Ping pondered: "There is another way."

"what?"

"You married Master Zhang's younger sister, General Zhang's daughter. In this case, for his son-in-law, General Zhang will at least lend you his personal guard."

"..." Zhou Tang's face turned blue, "I, no, marry!"

Luo Ping was amused by his expression, and wanted to tease him, when an urgent report came from outside.

"My lord! Something happened! Something big happened!"

Zhou Tang frowned. He knew the character of this subordinate. He was rarely so impatient. Now that he was in such a panic, something terrible might have happened.So he immediately cheered up, regained the appearance that a serious prince should have, and said in a deep voice:

"Come in, what's the matter?"

"My lord, a large-scale mudslide broke out in Qushan, and several villages and towns were affected. Now it is in chaos."

"Mudslide?" Zhou Tang was startled, "How many places were affected?"

"I don't know, the road over there is blocked, no one can go in and no one can come out. But..." The spy knelt down and kowtowed three times, "My lord, I beg you, my lord, to help People over there, my mother is still there, and so are my brother and sister-in-law!"

"Get up quickly, let me clarify the matter first." Zhou Tang helped him up, "Does Zhizhou know about this?"

"Understood, but there seems to be nothing to do there, Master Yang is unwilling to send troops to rescue, saying that it is time to use troops, if they are sent to rescue the victims at this time, if the Red Scarf Village or the Nanshan bandits take advantage of the fire to loot, the connection party will be finished!"

"You bastard! How dare you say such nonsense!" Zhou Tang couldn't help cursing.

Luo Ping was very pleased when he heard this: "My lord, the top priority now..."

"To save people, of course it is to save people! Come on, call all the guards and follow me to Qushan immediately!"

After Luo Ping left, he called Steward Cheng again, and carefully instructed: "Go and inform Mr. Fang that the Nanshan bandits are about to start preparing for battle!"